The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

She could hear people’s screams and cries for help and Sebastian’s heavy breathing.

“Sebastian, are you hurt?” she asked urgently.

A faint smell of blood wafted in the air. Natalie had no idea if it was Sebastian’s or someone else’s. Having been hit just now, Et han had rolled down the stairs. Natalie’s voice trembled as she fumbled for Sebastian in the darkness.

“Sebastian?” She knew that he must’ve gotten hurt. She could hear his low, pained moans in the darkness.

However, after a few deep breaths, it became deathly silent. Natalie couldn’t hear anything from the direction where Sebastian was.

Natalie wanted to rush to his side, but a ceiling frame had inadvertently caged her. When she tried to stand up, her head hit the slate, causing a flurry of concrete powder to fall all over Natalie’s face.

“Ahem!” She inhaled the powder and couldn’t stop coughing.

It was pitch black and she could barely see her hand in front of her. As she tried to get a feel for her surroundings, Natalie concluded that the collapsed ceiling had fallen on top of the rows of seats, trapping them inside the aisle.

“Hello? Is anyone else there?” She shouted at the top of her lungs. Although there weren’t many other people watching this movie, she recalled at least a dozen other movie-goers in the cinema. But now, it was eerily quiet.

The cries for help just now had stopped. Perhaps the fallen ceiling had knocked them out. Without thinking too much, Natalie continued to crawl ahead.

“Ouch!” Pain shot up from her knees. Natalie winced and fumbled forward, trying to navigate with her palms. Finally, she touched something that felt like knitted fabric. It had to be the dark blue sweater that Sebastian wore today.

“Sebastian! Sebastian, can you hear me?” Natalie tapped him, but she received no response. He must have passed out.

Her mind

coming from his nose. Next, Natalie pressed her

teeth, Natalie hastily wiped the blood on her knees with her hands. Then she retraced her steps back to her seat, hoping to find her

the chandelier had fallen along

tried her best to avoid

she only hoped her phone wasn’t smashed to bits. She had been texting Johanna throughout the

for her phone. Finally, she found it under a pile of dust. The screen had

Sherwood Cinema and the ceiling has just collapsed. Please, we need your

hospital. Then, all she could do was wait. Seconds felt like minutes, and minutes felt like hours. Suddenly, she heard

response, soon she heard noises from outside. It sounded like somebody was trying to dig a hale into the

They were going to be saved! Natalie was optimistic. She never even considered that digging through the rubble would take a lot of time.

outside continued, but she could tell that

was thick

lips. It had been several hours since the ceiling collapsed. She had turned off her cellphone

o’clock in the evening. She and

Six hours had passed.

had bought was now mixed with dust and pieces of the ceiling. She picked out the clean popcorn and ate it to calm her angry stomach. The coke had also spilled. The brown liquid was

left!”. Natalie’s eyes

bit of coke

phone, she crawled back

body. Blood trickled down along his body, forming a pool of blood on the ground. His wound was covered with dust and rubble. The space under the seat was too narrow,